Long Fei's body soared into the air like a toad before landing in a classic face-plant.
Although the kick from Lin Chen wasn't very powerful, it indeed shattered Long Fei's tailbone.
Biting his teeth in pain, Long Fei wailed miserably on the ground, incapable of standing up.
"You lost!" Lin Chen said with a smile.
"Bastard, go and cripple him," Long Fei, infuriated and in pain, yelled at several bodyguards behind him.
These four bodyguards were all Sanda experts retired from special forces, each of whom had been tempered on the battlefield and had even killed people.
When the four of them made their move together, their murderous aura was so chilling that it made everyone present shiver.
However, Lin Chen remained unimpressed; these men arrived quickly and left even quicker.
As soon as the four got close, they were sent flying by two of Lin Chen's roundhouse kicks.
Watching his four bodyguards wail on the ground, Long Fei's face grew even uglier.
